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~ each day death crawls into my body




A frigid breeze whistles through the tops of the naked trees, across the snow laden branches and sends a soft flurry of snow down on them. It lightly floats the frozen earth at their hooves and it tickles his nose and clings to his dark eyelashes. Steam bellows from his nostrils as he breathes out and reaches his quivering nostrils across the space between them. She does not speak nor does she try to. A nervous smile tugs at his lips as she reaches her whiskered muzzle across the space. He in turn reaches toward her and breathes in deeply; her scent is warm and fragrant to his nose.


The silence spans between them and his dark eyes remain glued to hers. "I am Bahadır, Sultan of the Dunes... Do you have a name?" he asks as he shifts his weight from hoof to hoof. He then momentarily turns his gaze from the mysterious woman before him, and lets his dark eyes wander the length of the meadow.


"The Dunes are nothing like this," he muses aloud. No, it is a land of searing sands and blistering heat... but it is his. He raises his head a bit higher on his arched neck, pride flickers in his dark eyes as he turns his attention to her. "It is a land of searing sands, the nights are cool and the stars sparkle in the dark heavens. I love it," he breathes


bay rabicano - egyptian arabian mutt - Orhan x A'idah
sultan of the Dunes



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